我还年轻,对吧? & Taste Bj
前几天去燕莎奥特莱斯陪JJ买铅笔时,由于货架和柜台之间的宽度约等于我的腰的宽度,当一个小朋友占据那个位置事,他的母亲很礼貌的说:快给叔叔让道。“叔叔”这个神圣的称谓还是有生以来第一次听到,而且来的我一点心理准备都没有,一切都太快了,我那稚嫩的心灵一时间无法接受?它真的属于我了么?现实总是太残忍,当我刚刚到公司,和两个女同事吃饭,一个问我:你多大了?我说22,她和另外一个说:他好小啊。我当时心里这个美。而当这个美准备持续的时候,另一个说:但他看起来比我们大。没什么好说的,回家把我男人的胡子剃了,一身清醇装备。第二天上班,没有人看出我那自认为的巨大的反差。我地娘啊,难道我真的老了,我的青春啊!
Today I experienced this city by myself. Taste its surface and connotation. It has its charm, not those numb and cold skyscrapers, but its deep and proud culture, and such culture can rush out from any single gap of rocks, once you feel it with your heart. On the other hand, this city is so noisy, that makes me feel lonely. I can not find a little space to hide from the light. All my body is exposed to the other and this city. To get into it, what I can do is struggle.
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